The lad looked alarmed. It was he who saw them first coming down the room—Annabel in a wonderful white satin gown in front, and Sir John stiff, unbending, disapproving, bringing up the rear. Then it was the woman herself who was changed. I may as well think. And, lastly, there's Mr. “Too bad to keep you waiting,” Annabel exclaimed. If it was not an actual personal lover, it still might be the lover not yet incarnate, not yet perhaps suspected. To take Spring and Love out of her life, as if there were no human instincts to tell Ruth what was being denied her! And what must have been the man's thought as he came upon Ruth wearing a gown of her mother's? —a fair picture of the mother in the primrose days? Not a flicker of an eyelash; steel and granite outwardly. At the sight of her he became rigid and a singularly bright shade of pink. ’ ‘Yes, that is reasonable,’ agreed Melusine, nodding. Only she sent me a message, and together we found a cottage for her to stay at. “I should like you to come here,” she said. She flushed with desire and happiness, her husband had returned to her and all would be aright. He thought, too, of the fretful invalid who lay in the next room to his, whose money had created his business and made his position in the world.
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